Florida.

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Something about home just felt so right. Especially since I moved back to my hometown, Ocala, Florida. I've been gone way too long. I got off the plane last night from Seattle, Washington. Seattle was my home for about two years working on an internship. I walked down the pathway at the airport searching through the sea of people for my best friend, Josh Woodard. Yes, the Josh Woodard, the Josh Woodard of the band A Day to Remember that started right here in Ocala. Everyone seems to freak out when they hear we are best friends. To me, he's just a really cool dude in a really cool band that happens to be my best friend. We've been friends since we were just two, months apart. I remember the high school days after high school when he joined A Day To Remember and he never looked back.
"Katie!" A hand touched my back and almost made me jump 10 feet in the air.

"Josh!" I hugged him. It has been a year and a half since I have seen him. The last time was when the band was in Washington about six months after I moved there.

"It feels so good to be home." I smiled and took a deep breath. When I decided to move back, I had a house, and the deal was dropped. My parents moved and I had no other family. So for now, I get to stay with Josh and Jeremy. Of course, my two favorite people in the world.
As soon as we arrived at their house I got of the car so fast, I don't even think Josh had it in park yet. I pushed the door open and saw Jeremy

"Jerm!" I yelled. Jerm is the nickname I gave to him years ago. I think it is funny.

"Katie!" Of course he gave me his infamous bear hug. "I missed you so much."

"Awe Jerm, I missed you too." He finally let go of me. "How have you been, what's going on?" I asked, going through the fridge for a beer.

"Not too much. Jessa and I split. It just was not working. I missed having you around though. Do you have a job yet?" He asked. I sighed,

"No, the hospital denied me. I don't know why." I, always being an over-achiever, graduated with my doctorate at the age of 26. This was the first hospital I applied to as a doctor.

"Come on tour with us? Hospitals are scary and sad anyways. You have your whole life to work there, come work for us and have fun." He pleaded with his also infamous Jerm puppy eyes.

"You're going on tour?" Woodard never told me this. "Yeah, the guys are fine with you going. You can be a roadie." He laughed, he knows I hate that word. "Besides, what are you going to do without us for three months? Aaaaaand, we're going on tour with Blink 182!" His eyes lit up.

"No shit! Who else?" I was so happy, Blink 182! Legends! This was about to be amazing.
"All Time low."

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